Deciding your best bet at this point in time would be the cafeteria, you set about trying to find it. After about five minutes of walking, you find a wall sign... struggling to read it, you make out the words 'CAFETERIA' pointing to your left. Without contemplating the rest, you set about in that direction, hugging the wall. The rubber base where the floor met the wall towered over you. Every bit knick, scratch, and bit of dirt on its surface, normally invisible, was easily spotted to your tiny, shrunken eyes.
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After what felt like an eternity, you saw a massive pair of doors with square windows, leading to a mostly-white looking room on the other side... at least, from what you could see. At last, the cafeteria! You picked up the pace despite the dull pain in your legs. As the door began to loom closer and closer, rhythmic rumbles began to be perceptible. Quickly, they evolved into ear-piercing booms, akin to explosions. From the corner of your vision, a massive giant, clad from head to toe in all black, was headed right for you! The black and white high top Vans on the punk boy's feet were akin to double-decker buses, the worn and well-loved rubber and canvas an intimidating wall of manmade destruction... at least, to someone at your size. The boy's skin was tanned, but not heavily, and you could just barely make out his soft, youthful features beneath the mop of dark brown hair protruding from the hood over his head. Brown eyes were locked; but not on you, instead on the phone held by the teen's black nailed-hands. In your examination of the giant, he's covered an unimaginable amount of distance! You break into a sprint, trying to make it to the doors... before one of his huge sneakers crashes down right in front of you, causing you to fall backwards, flat on your ass.
You gaze upward at the teenager... an unobstructed view of the giant from directly below is now afforded to you as he stands idle, tapping away at his phone. Black, frayed jeans lead up to a slim waistline covered up by the very same black hoodie that covered up most of his head. You had a few options here...
Would you hitch a ride with the teenager on his shoe, to wherever he was headed? Of course, you could just keep heading to the cafeteria. You could also try to get the young giant's attention... but you'd come here in the first place to go unnoticed and unseen, at least originally.
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